I removed three wheelchairs from the institution. They now reside in my barn in Valley Forge. I use them as conversation pieces and for fun when I throw barn parties. I have an extensive collection of "Pennhurst Memorabilia"
As a frequent visitor of the rundown institution, I have visited the morgue on several occasions. I have even lied on one of the body racks. I removed one of the latches (lock and chain still attached and locked). The latch now rests in my bedroom near my bed. Stamped on the latch in raised letters is:
JAMISON 33TH
HAGERSTOWN, MD.
the lock was made by:
CUSACK
HARDWARE CO.
1004 ARCH ST. PHILA.
I consider this to be one of my most prized posessions
"Best way to not get caught" until you posted it on the worldwide web dumb-ass.
Do you think the Spring City or PA State Police are ignorant of this site?
Think again.
As if it were abandoned yesterday, this crib is clean and unoccupied. It's hard to imagine the comfort (or lack thereof) that the cold, square, metal bars offered to the person for whom this was a bed. Seeing these items in their decayed state is, in a way, a relief. To know that they are no longer in use as horrid living conditions is somewhat pleasant.
This photo conjures a wide range of emotions for me. I cannot place a single one. When I see this picture I wonder about all of the people that sat in that wheelchair and all of the people that passed that mural in the hall. Did it make them happy?? Did it make them smile?? Was this just to appease the visitors and not the permanent residents?? This is just really sad.
I have been this room and sat in this chair. I am a big fan of Pennhurst exploration. This photographer has shown me a way of looking at the remains of a truely lonely existence.
before they tear down pennhurst, i told myself i was going to take one of the tables from the freezer room. if you go under the mess hall, there are over 1 million small plastic sippy cups. brand new too. right near the meat lockers. i have like a box of 1000 of these plastic cups that were there.
You know.. Funny thing IP addresses. They can tell you a whole lot about a person.